Friday, October 27, 2006

Should teachers blog?

I went to the library today. I think it’s my third time after living in Ipoh for about nearly 4 1/2 years. I saw many DON’Ts. No DOs. DON’Ts include no mobile phones, no cameras, no books of your own, no food, no drinks, no pets, no wearing sleeveless clothes, no shorts, no ‘dunno-what-king-of-pants’, no listening to songs and stuff like that.

When I walked in, I only felt uncomfortable with the squeeky sound my shoes made. It was very quiet and it did give me a creepy feeling. It was only for two hours that I managed to sit and study, again breaking the record of one hour.

Anyway, I saw an article about whether teachers should blog. I suppose every one has their freedom to blog as long as they don’t touch on sensitive issues which can cause disharmony among the people. Do you agree that a blog is a suitable place to detox when you are stressed, happy, moody, angry or indescribable? I suppose in every profession, there are politics, nemesis and stuff. So, how can one handle all the pressure if they don’t let it out?

All of us have the choice of writing what we want to write in a diary. Why I choose to blog online was because I can connect to my friends, and they can help me by giving motivation, advice and encourage one another, letting me know that perhaps I am not the only one facing this problem. Another reason is because writing takes a longer time than typing. By typing, my fingers won’t hurt as much and I won’t be wasting ink too. At least, it would be easier for me to correct a mistake- a spelling or a grammar error.

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

I believe...

I’m currently listening to a song- I believe, the OST for My Sassy Girl. It has a nice melody. I was searching for the translation. Here it is:

I believe… When you are not with me there are no stars in the sky.
I believe… The way back to you will feel a little far. I’ll carry all those memories deep inside me.
I’ll feel pain, it’ll make tears fall.

When I won’t cry you will leave me
With no change and no tears.
Someday again the tears will come around
You know it
I’ll believe that you are waiting.
I do it for you.

I believe… It’ll hurt me to see, you can’t cry.
I believe… My tears will fall, you should turn back to me again.
Again I’ll glimpse you come into my sight
And it’ll make my tears fall.

When I won’t cry you will leave me
With no change and no tears.
Someday again the tears will come around
You know itI’ll believe that you are waiting.
I do it for you.

Before I knew you, the world was dazzling.
From that sky I got left with tears.
I will care for that person.

You are the only reason…
To me the wait gives me enough happiness.
Love is the only reason…
As days pass by,
If you forget the way,
I’ll be waiting I do it for you.
I do it for you.

You know, if you want to find lyrics especially for Korean songs, you can always get them at www.aheeyah.com . They have a variety of song lyrics.

Major EXAM

The theme for Graduation Night is Retro 70s. Actually, why do they even call it Graduation Night? It’s not like we are graduating from High School that night. We still have one MAJOR exam to pass! I’m dreading about studying History. It’s hard. Yet, if someone were to teach me, perhaps it will be different.

So, the theme is Retro 70s. Will other students follow the theme or will they dress with whatever theme they like? Should I follow the theme or not? What if other students are not following it? Heels or no heels? What about the hair? At least, I know I won’t need to worry about that. Simple and nice- my motto.

Came to think about it, SPM is way more important than what to wear.. What to do? What to do? How can one have maximum input and output in learning?
I will be free after SPM. I can’t wait for it…

Back to reality, MAJOR EXAM!! -penentu masa depan saya…

Sunday, October 22, 2006

Sad Tango by Bi (Rain)

What if one day you were to find out that a friend of yours is moving to another state? What if one day you were to find out that you will be moving to another state? I have experienced that before twice. Once when I was 7 and the other time was when I was 13. It was hard leaving my friends behind. For every beginning, there is an end. I was once their friend, now, no more. In about less than 2 months, my friends and I will part and there will be two people I will never forget and I will definitely miss them.

Anyway, it’s the holidays now which kind of mean that I should be studying really hard and cut all source of entertainment. If I actually am able to do that, no doubt my parents will be happy. Just yesterday, I indulged myself in Korean songs- sound tracks to be more specific. Amazingly, Rain (Bi) has improved a lot in his singing compared to his previous album and I absolutely love it. One of the songs which I love is Sad Tango (English version not the translation of the Japanese version). I was also listening to My Girl OST, My Sassy Girl OST, Princess Hours OST. I absolutely love them.

Sad Tango English Version
By RAIN

What I got to do to make you mine?
What should I be giving myself to find?
Any clue that you might’ve left behind
Baby please give me a sign
I can never walk away like this
Giving up on you
And it’s true
It’s the only one thing that I’m sure
Only one thing that is so pure
Pure enough my heart can cure
There’s so much I can endure
Baby can you please come back to me

To my arms, please
Finding ways to get you back
Everyday I’m asking to myself
What’s the reason that you turned your back to me?
How am I supposed to live?
Searching’ places you might be
Anywhere I’ll go if I can meet
You and tell you how I need you here with me
I can’t live without your love

Why can’t I just give up and let go?
When it’s over and I know
Everywhere I look for high and low
Couldn’t find you and it shows that you don’t want me to come to you
Come to you again

So I tried
Tried to live my life without you here
But what I run into is more fear
Can you hear my words, they’re so sincere
That I really need you near
Baby why can’t you see this is real?
Please come back, baby

Finding ways to get you back
Everyday I’m asking to myself
what’s the reason that you turned your back to me?
How am I supposed to live?
Searching places you might be
Anywhere I’ll go if I can meet
You and tell you how I need you here with me
I can’t live without your love

It’s too late to say these words of redemption
I should’ve known better
If I can turn back the clock, I’ll do anything and everything
All I need is just one more chance, let me prove my love to you
Let me show you, let me tell you how much I miss you
You’re all that I need girl

Finding ways to get you back
Everyday I’m asking to myself
What’s the reason that you turned your back to me?
How am I supposed to live?
Searching places you might be
Anywhere I’ll go if I can meet
You and tell you how I need you here with me
I can’t live without your love

Monday, October 09, 2006

Post office experience

I went to the post office today to post some things for my friends. Let me tell you my experience when I first entered. There was a lady at the counter. It was my first time and I did not know whether I should take a number since the people who went in did not take a number. I waited until no one was there and I asked her if I should take a number the next time I went there. Rudely I was told in Malay which I will translate, “If there is only a few people, then, you don’t need to. If there are a lot of people, then, take one.” I enquired about how to send letters or things that are heavier than 50g. I did not like the service provided. I just walked away after asking.

Today is the second time I went to the post office. There were a lot of people. My mum helped me take a number. I saw the lady again. I asked her how much it would cost if I were to send exam papers to other states by normal post. She weighed them sulkily and told me in Malay “RM2.10 for one.” I had three sets of the same exam papers. So, I told her that I would like to buy stamps for three sets. She gave me RM4 of stamps at first. Then, I repeated that I would like to get stamps for three sets. Then, she gave me RM6. I asked her if it should be RM6.30. Guess what she did next?

She tore stamps worth RM18. I had to ask her again how much it cost to send one set. She said RM2. Now, there is a difference. Then, I asked her if it is RM2.10 or RM2. By that time, she was practically screaming at me asking what I want! What type of service is that? In case she did not realize, she is also paid to give a good service to customers so that they are content.

Back to the story, I told her again but this time I did the math. I said, “I only want RM6. You told me that it is RM2.10 at first. Then, you told me RM2. I don’t want these stamps (RM 12).” I was appalled when she said to herself, “Ya All*h, budak ini… (Oh my gawd, this child…)”

Excuse me? EXCUSE ME? I am not the one who does not understand English. I was so close to blowing right in front of her. There were quite a number of people looking at me and her. Sheesh..!! You know, English is the international language and I think that it is important that people have a good command in English although it may be a little broken. At least, people understand and know what other person is saying.

She complained and to me, I feel like she did not at all respect me. I may be younger than her but I am still a customer. A dissatisfied customer, apparently.

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There may be * in middle of words. It may be a foul word which I don’t want to mention or a word I just want to hint but not mention. I don’t mean to offend in any way if you find it offensive.